This is a chapter from plot #5
“I think I’m going to call it a night,” I took off my 'Employee' pin and tossed it into the bin under the counter.
“Already?” Abby raised one of her sparkly eyebrows at me, “It's only ten o-clock.”
“I know, but I'm tired. Plus, my little brother is having his Halloween party tomorrow and I want to save my hours so I can be here till long after it's over.”
“But, you can't leave early tonight,” somehow I couldn't take her seriously with the bright green eye shadow and fake eye lashes.
Abby and I both worked at the town's corn maze. We'd been working since late September, but with Halloween this week, we were required to start wearing costumes. Which was fine with us, since we loved dressing up. In fact we'd kind of gone all out.
Abby was a bright green fairy, somewhat resembling Tinkerbell. She had glitter on about every inch of her body and a poofy skirt twice as big as her.
I had decided to go with something completely opposite of my personality; heavy metal rock star. My hair had that crimped wind-blown look and looked much more edgy then was normal for me. My make-up consisted of neon eyeshadow, too much eyeliner and lashes almost as big as Abby's.
“But you gave me a ride here,” Abby persisted, “How am I supposed to get home?”
“You could leave with me right now.”
“I can't . Our boss said I had to stay till closing today.”
Made sense. Abby was pro at getting out of work and our boss hated her for it. I was the opposite where I stunk at making excuses and usually ended up working my tail end off. So, of course, the girl in charge loved me.
“Well,” I shrugged, “you'll have to find a ride home from one of the haunters,” it sounded like I was abandoning her, but we'd both done it multiple times before, so I knew it wouldn't scar her for life.
“Maggie please,” she grabbed my arm as if her life were on the line, “you have to stay.”
What was wrong with this picture? “Abby, chill, there's only two more hours till closing. You'll be fine.”
“What's the drama?”
We both turned to see a hideous clown take off his head to reveal Kyle Morgan, but we both already knew it was him.
“Abby is freaking out because I'm leaving and now she doesn't have a ride home,” I explained.
She looked at me like some dummy who had just spilled the beans.
“I can give you a ride home,” Kyle automatically volunteered.
Now she looked panicked and I suddenly caught on to why she was so persistent on me staying.
“If that's all right with you,” he quickly added.
“I...uh...” I think this was the first time I had ever seen Abby without and excuse, “sure.”
“Great,” Kyle smiled at both of us and then put his head back on, “I'll come get you at closing. See ya, Maggie.”
She waited till he was gone before she blew up, “Now look what you've done!” she said it as if I had just ruined her life.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed my purse, “See you tomorrow Abby.”
“If he tries to kiss me, you better hope we aren't working the same booth tomorrow.”
“I think your being a little mellow dramatic,” I laughed.
“Goodbye Maggie,” she waved me off like some pesky fly. I just laughed and walked out of the booth.
I didn't understand why she was so worried. I thought Kyle was kind of cute, but I guess Abby had always been a little awkward around him. Probably because he was friends with her Ex.
I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Even the cute boys Abby didn't even like were bowing at her feet, whereas I was lucky if I even got one decent boy to consider me as anything more then a friend.
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